"Exactly!" Fisherwoman heartily agreed with her husband, "threatening" him, "If you don't take this dry food, Master, this humble woman absolutely won't let you leave!"
"Amitabha. Then this poor monk thanks you both, benefactors!" Chun Zang smiled faintly, Buddha's light seemingly radiating in all directions. With his palms pressed together, he bowed in thanks, and the two fishermen left in high spirits.
"Alas, this little monk... he truly grew stranger and stranger!" In the distance, Yuan Tongtian shook his head helplessly. Everything Chun Zang had said was what he had personally witnessed. Chun Zang truly ate wild fruit and drank spring water, sometimes getting a meal and sometimes not, walking step by step from Chenjiang to the South Sea, then from the South Sea to the East Sea, before arriving at Cangxian Continent. Of course, since Yuan Tongtian was meant to protect Chun Zang, he would not truly let him starve to death. At the most critical moments, Yuan Tongtian would let Chun Zang "accidentally" discover some wild fruit to fill his belly. But Yuan Tongtian absolutely did not dare ensure that he wanted for neither food nor clothing, because he knew that although Chun Zang possessed no Buddhist cultivation, if he showed even the slightest slackness, Chun Zang would definitely discover it.
"These strange actions truly rivaled Master's!" Yuan Tongtian withdrew his gaze and looked toward the distant Pure Land, sighing inwardly. Yet as he looked, his eyes grew misty again. Master... where was he now? Was he well?
The master Yuan Tongtian was thinking of naturally was not in the Pure Land. Xiao Hua was currently seated cross-legged in the sky above the Soaring Dragon Mountain Range, both hands forming seals as he carefully circulated his mana. As the hand seals flickered, a dark-red radiance rose from a